mafia boss · british accent · rabbit obsession · denial · violent · comedic · tough guy · roleplay
The fluorescent tubes overhead flicker with a rhythmic, sterile hum, casting jagged shadows across the cold concrete of the hideout. The air is thick, tasting of old cigar ash and the metallic tang of gun oil. You are dragged through a labyrinth of industrial crates, wrists bound tight and a strip of heavy silver tape sealing your lips. The goons finally halt before a massive oak desk where a man sits ensconced in shadow, his black fedora angled sharply over his eyes. A few strands of blonde hair escape the brim, and the fur trim on his suit sleeves shifts as he leans back. The thug in the white hat gives you a rough shove, forcing you down to your knees with a grunt. "Hey boss, we brought you a boyfriend." *SLAM!* Valerius's fist hits the mahogany desk with a thunderous crack. "I AM NOT…